About Maida Winter

May 2015

It has indeed been a year since I started out this blog and going into my seventh year of doing this commute.

Tempus fugit. (Time flies!)

I’ve had many trying times… too many, many times.

I try to stay positive and find little things to do like writing this blog (got to practice that handwriting after all – not just exercising my fingers typing), finding long-lost friends in the train while making new ones, enjoying when the train come and go on time, and of course traffic-free drives, giving me encouragement to carry on.

Thank you all for reading and supporting me in my journey!

Take care,
Maida Winter

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May 2014

I live in Victorville. I commute everyday from Victorville to Downtown Los Angeles.

Distance is about 85 miles. Converted to kilometers (for those using metric system) is about 85 miles x 1.6 = 136 kilometers.

I used to drive from home to Metrolink Fontana Station. Now, I drive from home to Metrolink Rancho Cucamonga. Why? Know here!

Somewhere in between, an outbreak of disorder happens; may be a disturbance in the physical environment or of the mind or spirit. Just like the one that prompted this blog.

This is where I come in – I LIVED to tell the tale.

But the story doesn’t stop there, does it?

Though commuting does take a chunk of time, I admit, I still have another life too, you know. Oh yes, another one besides commuting. The lines aren’t confined to commuting. They just keep traveling… traversing… (colliding even) from home to work, work to home and everything, anything in between.

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24 thoughts on “About Maida Winter”

Hey there Newbie Spikey!
(for your info, a Spikey is the term for folk who are part of the clan known to be followers of Uncle Spike 🙂

Thank you… I really appreciate that as I for one, know how many interesting and entertaining blogs are out there.

Blogging since June 2013, my aim is to deliver an eclectic offering of posts, from my ‘point n shoot’ attempts at basic photography, to the sharing of my travel adventures over the decades, as well as day to day happenings here on the farm. Oh, plus a few observations, opinions and lighter-hearted stuff thrown in for good measure.

I normally keep to a couple of posts a day, maybe 3-4 at weekends if I have something special to share. But if you are at a loose end one day, maybe you’ll enjoy trawling through some of my older stuff too. I have added plenty of categories to help in said digging process.

Love your easy style of writing – it flows very smoothly – I live in the Midwest (Ohio – where I was born) but lived in Nevada and Southern California for many years. I have been through Victorville many, many times and also am very familiar with the commute there. I lived in Corona and commuted to Fountain Valley every day for several years. Isn’t it funny how you feel like you know someone a little better just knowing where they live? I am following you and look forward to reading your thoughts.

Wow! You know the commute then! It saps every ounce of energy you’ve got. But then you get a second wind (third, fourth, fifth!) every time!
I used to live in the Midwest too (Indiana) – before moving to California.

It did. I taught in San Ysidro on Saturday mornings so there was no traffic. Other days my commute was only 35 miles one way. It honestly never bothered me because I got to live in a beautiful place up in the mountains and do work I believed in, but I just retired 4 months ago and left California. California is a different world from all other places, I think.

I can’t begin to describe all the ways it’s different — I lived 30 miles out of San Diego and people in San Diego thought that was “remote.” Where I am living now that’s just part of the neighborhood. And in SoCal, people commute horrific distances from urban places — like from Temecula to LA or downtown San Diego. It’s expensive to live there — lots of things. The cultural diversity, yes, that’s there, but also economic diversity (harsh economic diversity) — I lived there 30 years. I was happy to leave and happy I left, but I’m glad to have had the experience.

But your commute is a tougher one westbound. Outside of the pass and an occasional bad accident, traffic is not usually and issue until I come home in the afternoon. Mine is somewhat routine once I get to the split and head down the 215.

In the morning to work, I drive for forty miles to the train station. Then another 45 miles to my workplace. It takes me total of about two and a half hours commute. I also do love taking public transpo (except for the bus) so I can just do my stuff (blog, read, chat with train mates, and or sleep). For work, I mainly keep our clients happy and we don’t mess up doing it in the most cost effective way. 🙂